The future of eye do it is in fruition, what was a song to be different, became my intuition. The only thing that was missing was her, a virtual blur, a set of virtues from scriptures that she would always defer with the quickness. Relatively would act norm on all platforms, til that morn she came across an article that scorned, what facts formed. And now her curiosity got her reading it thoroughly and once she pressed click, the algorithm would hurriedly. Send her supporting posts and articles just to reinforce, that what the Bible says about sexuality’s changing course. Wow! She read fervently, disturbingly, article after article the algorithm purposely. Blocked any opposing view believers are beholden to, and people started asking her Katie what’s gotten hold of you? Her church, one of those that avoided these type of topics, so when she came knocking they often would tell her stop it. Opposite of the tech that she would love and respect, the algorithm was sending her people best to connect with. People that would accept this journey of higher learning, and slowly she world object to eternal fires that’s burning. Conservative girl in a liberal world, where technology came and changed her literal world. An algorithm made her doubt she’s out and ain’t coming back, and when she’s staring in the mirror now all she’s seeing is black
Hook
Mirror mirror on the wall tell me who is exempt when darkness fall,
Can everybody see behind the screams that’s it not flesh and blood although it seems
Mirror mirror on the wall tell me who is exempt they’ve dropped the ball,
Lord show me who you’ve called to see these facts and put the light to their souls their mirrors’ black
V2
The future of eye do it is in fruition, what was a song to be different, became my intuition. The only thing that was missing was him. We’ll call Tim, a dude with a small grin, sort of socially awkward, he founded a group for all men. Who had violent sexual urges but wouldn’t act them out, but Anime rape scenes were fetish they’d chat about. Decapitation, everyone said was tantamount they’d talk about for hours til one by one they were logging out. Harmless until one Halloween day he saw this 12 year old girl dressed in some Anime looking like she’s with cosplay. Identical to one of the characters that he lusts for, he thought was just an online thing now it is much more. Fantasies went from digital to literal, he’d see this girl everyday at his son’s school, he wanted something physical. A year ago he thought he’d never ever attack til the day he did and now in his mirror it’s just black.
Hook
Mirror mirror on the wall tell me who is exempt when darkness fall,
Can everybody see behind the screams that’s it not flesh and blood although it seems
Mirror mirror on the wall tell me who is exempt they’ve dropped the ball,
Lord show me who you’ve called to see these facts and put the light to their souls their mirrors’ black
V3
The future of eye do it is in fruition, what was a song to be different, became my intuition. The only thing that was missing was them fraternal twins we’ll call Ben and Gwen, who’s parents had tried for years til finally heaven sent. Healthy children excited the parents had left building, not knowing that raising them would be tougher than how their now feeling. Time passes now it’s a pair toddlers, and trying to entertain them is driving their mommy bonkers. Toys didn’t satisfy they were always screaming so much that she would say that these babies were born teething. The only thing that would seem to appease them was mommy’s cell phone, and they would sit quiet for hours til daddy came home. So mommy let it babysit them and over time it was tablets that were relating to them. And it was teaching them habits of co-dependency, ADHD related, for years their only friends had been battery operated. Now they are grown adults and find it hard to connect with, but love artificial intelligence that connected. Gwen got married trying to make her mother happier but Gwen never was and got divorced some years afterwards. Ben never found love but paid for the lust, other than Gwen human skin is stuff that he wouldn’t trust. Technology’s what he worships and his mom started that, so he hates her cuz when he looks in the mirror it’s just black.
Hook
Mirror mirror one the wall tell me who is exempt when darkness fall,
Can everybody see behind the screams that’s it not flesh and blood although it seems
Mirror mirror one the wall tell me who is exempt they’ve dropped the ball,
Lord show me who you’ve called to see these facts and put the light to their souls their mirrors’ black
Fam, this album was well crafted. From front to back I appreciated the different emotions and looks you gave us.👍🏿 The beat truly goes on for real. The ending of "The Grace" could of been a song on it's own as a doxology of praise. 🙌🏿 The cypher joint was too cold! I wanted more bars though, everybody did their thing though. "It Goes On" was way too short for a party joint my brother. Yo quería más mi hermano, para bailar necesitamos más de dos minutos cuarenta y dos segundos. Ronald Wagogo
Produced on the MPC1000, “Nosthaigia” documents time spent in Thailand via regional music. Available here in an exclusive color vinyl. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024